Ning Huan didn't know how she fell asleep. When she heard Shen Shiyuan call her the next day, she couldn't open her eyes.
"Baby?"
Shen Shiyuan looks at the person on the bed and laughs as he reaches out to lift the quilt.
He called, but Ning Huan on the bed did not move at all.
He lowered his head again, opened his mouth and bit on her lip: "Ning Huan?"
Ning Huan slightly eat pain, eyebrows wrinkled, eyelids moved, half opened his eyes, but was stabbed by the light.
Today's weather is good. The curtain has been opened by Shen Shiyuan, and the room is very bright. She subconsciously raised her hand to block it. She didn't sleep enough and didn't want to move.
"It's more than nine o'clock. Can't you get up yet?"
Ning Huan listened vaguely, and subconsciously answered: "well."
In fact, she couldn't hear what Shen Shiyuan said. She just habitually responded.
Shen Shiyuan directly laughed, raised his hand and took the man out of the quilt.
There's heating in the room, and I'm not afraid of chilling people.
Ning Huan was suddenly held up. She was shocked. She opened her eyes and looked at Shen Shiyuan, who was holding herself. She couldn't respond: "three little?"
By this time, Shen Shiyuan had already carried her to the bathroom, released her hand, put her on the washstand, raised her hand and rubbed her head: "wait a minute."
Then he turned and went out.
When he came in again, Shen sanshao took a pair of hotel slippers in his hand.
Ning Huan Leng for a moment, others have come to her, put slippers on her feet, and then hold her down from the washing table: "not awake?"
Hearing his words, Ning Huan's face turned red and shook his head: "I, I can do it myself."
With that, she quickly raised her hand and pushed the man out.
Peach blossom eye looked at her to pick slightly for a while, rather Huan stretched out his hand to close the door, blocked his sight, just looking at oneself in the mirror.
She cried last night and didn't sleep well. Her skin condition is very bad today.
Her hair was in a mess, and the dark circles under her eyes were very obvious. She raised her hand and touched her red earlobe before she reached for the toothpaste and toothbrush and began to wash.
When Ning Huan opens the door and goes out, Shen Shiyuan is standing in front of the French window to make a phone call.
As soon as she went out, he looked back at her with a smile on his face, and looked at her with a slight eyebrow.
Ning Huan thought that he didn't get up this morning, and his face turned red again. He turned and walked to the dresser to avoid his sight.
After she finished her skin care, Shen Shiyuan had already hung up. She was still standing in front of the landing bed with a mobile phone between her fingers.
Seeing her coming out, she said with a smile: "are you hungry?"
Ning Huan's face is hot. It's already more than ten o'clock at this time. It's a little late for breakfast, but it's not time for lunch.
Before she could answer, others had already come, "after porridge, we'll go out for dinner at twelve."
He said, leading her to the table.
There was a lot of breakfast on the table, but she couldn't get up so late.
Ning Huan reaches for Shen Shiyuan's porridge, opens the lid of the incubator, scoops half a spoonful, and tastes the temperature. She feels it's not too hot, so she eats it slowly.
When she was eating porridge, Shen sanshao sat beside her, leaning on the back of the chair, one hand on the table, beating the table again and again. His eyes fell on her face and never turned away. Ning Huan couldn't even ignore it.
She ate half, can't help looking up at him, mouth called him: "three less."
"Well?"
Shen San Shao picks an eyebrow, and the smile on his face makes Ning Huan a little unable to sit down.
"You look at me like this, I can't eat any more."
He frowned for a while, and then said with great seriousness: "the baby looks so good, isn't it for me to see?"
Ning Huan's hand with the spoon shakes slightly, and the spoon falls directly into the porridge.
"Tut, why are you so careless."
As he spoke, he brought her a tissue.
Ning Huan reached for it and said, "thank you."
She lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.
She and Shen Shiyuan have been together for such a long time, but I haven't seen his coquettish words repeated.
If she wasn't timid, she really wanted to ask him if he had gone through a thousand sails before.
But this words, again give rather Huan ten courage, she also dare not ask export of.
Ning Huan finished the rest of the porridge. As soon as she looked up, she turned to the smiling peach blossom eyes. She choked, and her face turned red again.
"Am I so scary again?"
"I -"
she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, so she had to look down at the empty lunch box."Do you still go skiing?"
Yesterday, they left ahead of time and came here specially. As a result, they stayed in the ski resort for less than two hours and left. They all felt that they were at a loss.
Ning Huan thought and nodded.
"We'll go to lunch first, and then we'll go there."
She nodded and got up to stand for a while.
Lunch is also a famous restaurant in F City. After lunch, they went to the ski resort again.
Today, there are more people in the ski resort than yesterday. After Ning Huan learned it yesterday, his condition is much better today.
And today, Lu Zhaoran and Lu Zhaoting are not here. Shen Shiyuan is basically by her side.
Ning Huan was still a little hard to let go at the beginning, but after she mastered the skills, she was not so careful.
Skiing gave her a different feeling from ballet, but they were a little bit the same.
Once put in, no one can disturb her, it is completely her world and her time.
Ning Huan is playing completely open, oneself support snow battle to slide forward.
Shen Shiyuan doesn't care about her either. She follows her slowly. As soon as she looks back, she can see the man who is not far from her.
I'm very at ease.
The places she used to skate were relatively gentle. Looking at a slope at the moment, Ning Huan slowed down. Looking back at Shen Shiyuan, she hesitated for a moment, but she still skated on the snowball.
The wind on the ski resort is a little cold, but Ning Huan doesn't feel uncomfortable.
Because Ning Zhiqing scared her at that time, she was afraid to take the fast train, so she didn't understand why Shen Shiyuan liked racing. Now, she seems to be able to understand.
Perhaps only under the speed, can we really be carefree.
Because at this time, you don't have so much time to think about so many things. Sliding to a gentle place, Ning Huan stops and looks at Shen Shiyuan, who stops less than three meters in front of him. She holds a snowball fight slightly, slides over and holds him in her arms: "three little, let's get married."
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